Chapter 482 Massive Monsters Attack

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There are not many types of monsters in the Hall of Sorrows. After walking around for a long time, we encountered two types. One was the crawling corpse from before.

There is another kind, which is an evolution of the Moon King, the Night King. The two have similar pronunciation, but after all, they are advanced monsters and are much stronger than the Moon King.

The Night King's armor is blue, which makes people feel chilled. He holds double-edged axes and flails in both hands. Like the Moon King, he is proficient in the barbarian fifth-level skill Frenzy. He wields the two weapons in his hands with great power, vaguely

There is the potential of wind and thunder.

After they activate their frenzy, their tall bodies protected by blue armor will swirl around two whirlwinds, and their movement and attack speeds are astonishingly fast.

I found that these kings of the night are a bit more naive than the kings of the moon. This is most intuitively reflected in their walking and running postures. When walking, they like to be like bulls, lowering their heads and charging forward.

The two horns of the horned steel helmet on the head are facing forward, looking majestic.

However, to me and the little fox, who are both faster than it, it is more like a bull that does not look ahead. What the little fox likes to do most is to stand by the wall, waiting for these bulls to rush over.

With a sudden flash, they would be unable to restrain themselves. Their two horns were stuck in the wall and they could not move, allowing others to slaughter them.

Ahem, let me tell you first, good children must not imitate this unscrupulous little fox. You must know that those bloody words on the wall are precious cultural relics.

If those historians saw this scene, I am afraid that even with their weak and invulnerable old body, they would ferociously rush over and fight the little fox to the death.

The crawling corpses and the King of Night did not pose much of a hindrance to us. On the contrary, the back and forth maze terrain was dazzling. If it were not for the little fox, I would have been lost long ago.

Seeing that the floor under my feet was almost rotten, I simply released the poisonous flower vines. The little fox was quite disgusted with the slippery poisonous flower vines. In her words, they were even more poisonous than the poisonous flower vines summoned by White Wolf.

It's ten times more disgusting.

The poisonous flower vine is also relatively depressed. Of course, it is not because of the little fox, it does not care what the little fox thinks, but because there is no suitable food for it in the Hall of Grief. The crawling corpse is too dry; the King of Night is too big.

, too hard and difficult to eat.

After receiving the innocent information conveyed by the poisonous flower vine, I remained silent for a long time. Did this guy become picky after he advanced? I remember that in the past, he always accepted everyone who came.

In fact, on the third day, we had already found the next entrance to the Hall of Sorrow. Unfortunately, the little fox, who had not been brainwashed by RPG games, sneered at my conclusion that "the boss is always on the last floor" and insisted on leaving the entire Hall of Sorrow.

After searching the hall, I returned to the original entrance in a dull manner.

You know how awesome game geeks are, right? I naturally wouldn’t miss this opportunity. As a price for not listening to me and wasting two more days, I rubbed the little fox’s fox ears that felt so good that they turned red.

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In fact, I wanted to touch the tail by the way. It seemed to feel good, but after I brought it up, what I got in exchange was the little fox's face that was extremely blushing. My face also turned red, a clear

Little red paw prints...

At the entrance, there are still four large characters with flying dragons and phoenixes carved on it.

The hall of pain.

Needless to say, this is another proud work of Nilasek, who has the same hobbies as me, and he is a very good writer.

Damn it!! You can actually write better than me? Those who betrayed the [Snake Cursive Script Naming Club], I, Wu Fan, will come today to do justice for the moon and eliminate evil and evil.

Let the poisonous flower vine take the lead and we enter the Hall of Pain.

The structure of the Hall of Pain is similar to that of the Hall of Sorrow. The walls are also engraved with shocking blood words, but the will condensed in these words is no longer as crazy as the temple, nor is it like the Hall of Sorrow.

With endless pride.

These words record the history of the guardian tribe's struggle to resist the hell army after its decline. It is discovered that the tribe has grown from hundreds of millions in the whole body to less than a million now. The tribesmen suddenly realized that they wrote this paragraph with their own blood and tears.

A journey of endless regret, until he decided to evacuate the Worldstone Temple.

After reading a paragraph, the pain that cannot be dispelled lingers in our hearts. It seems that we can hear the souls of those who wrote in blood, the mournful cries, and the howls of pain and regret, deep in the passage.

Echoing, echoing, forever...

"Poor people must be hateful. This is indeed true."

I was silent for a long time and sighed. The little fox beside me tilted her head, seeming to be thinking about my words, and then nodded in agreement.

"Idiots occasionally have a flash of inspiration, if that's true."

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I said, if you stop complaining about me, will you die?

The monsters in the Hall of Pain are obviously denser and more powerful than the Hall of Sorrow. In addition to the crawling zombies and the King of Night, there is also an evolution of the giant hammer Death [Quarrel Death]. This name is really...

In addition, there are five evolutions of the servant demon, [Frozen Evil Spirit]. I just discovered now that the servant demon actually has eight forms, up to the eighth and strongest form [Giant Frozen Evil Spirit].

As expected, they are Barr's cannon fodder-level thugs. Their types and numbers are so extraordinary that they are estimated to be among the top five when it comes to human sea tactics.

The first one is definitely our pink and cute mother of adventurers, the petite army of fallen demons. The second one is the well-deserved forest skinner [dwarf]. As for the next three, ahem, leave it in suspense...

In addition to these four kinds, we also saw an extremely disgusting monster, even more disgusting than the maggots on the rotting corpses. They have upper bodies similar to human skeletons, floating in the air, and the lower body is connected to a bulging flesh ball.

There are some tentacles floating below.

I don't even know how to use three words to describe how disgusting they are. I would rather eat fresh liver in front of the carrion than look at them. This is probably how it feels.

Not only us adventurers, but even monsters shun this kind of monster, because this kind of monster's best skill is to float around the monster silently and quietly implant worms into the monster's body.

These worms will immediately burrow into the brain of the transplanted person, absorb nutrients and grow evil consciousness. When the transplanted person dies, these disgusting parasites will immediately eat away at the transplanted person's brain and eventually break out, becoming

A new type of monster.

When we first encountered this kind of monster, we just felt a little disgusting and strange. These monsters were moving around erratically, with no intention of joining the army of other monsters and attacking us together.

Even the moment the monster focused all its attention on us, they immediately changed their lukewarm pace and floated behind the monster like lightning. They stabbed lightly with the tentacles under the fleshy balls behind them, and then hurriedly left. , leaving us puzzled, what kind of monster is this?

When we saw those monsters who had been stabbed unconsciously, they fell at our feet, and their whole heads suddenly shriveled up, and their eyes were sunken, as if they were weathered. In an instant, only a skull was left, covered with a layer of dryness. scalp.

The next moment, the whole shriveled skull exploded, and out of it emerged several monsters that looked like flesh-and-blood beasts seen in the Demon Fortress. Only then did we finally remember the name and origin of the disgusting monster.

Oh, I forgot to explain, the name of this disgusting monster is the Stinker. To be honest, I don’t even want to mention its name. I just want to think about what if these things implant worms into my body and then worm their way into my body. The brain is gnawing wantonly, and just thinking about it makes you feel that it would be better to die immediately.

However, there is no need to make a fuss. These stinky and filthy creatures do not pose a direct threat to adventurers. With their strength, they simply cannot implant worms into the bodies of adventurers. Otherwise, I am afraid they would have become extremely terrifying existences. .

The little fox is more afraid of arguing with the God of Death, because these guys like to extend their tentacles into the underworld. After accepting the soul contract, the little fox's surrounding attributes, including life and defense, have been greatly improved, but Compared to monsters at level 50 or 60, it is still slightly inadequate.

The Night King's attack is higher, but the little fox is not afraid, because at her speed, the Night King is just a toddler.

But the Quarrel Death is different. Their attacks are silent. Sometimes they hide in dark corners. Before we notice their presence, dozens of densely packed tentacles suddenly appear on the ground. If the little fox touches them all, it will probably kill them instantly. share.

So we walked very slowly, with the poisonous flower vine, the ancestor of tentacles, leading the way, killing all the quarrels and death in the cradle.

However, this temple feels a bit like a dungeon map in the game, and the explosion rate seems to be a bit high. The elites encountered along the way can also explode blue equipment, and they also get a gold-level flying axe. This kind of Throwing agility equipment is naturally assigned to the little fox, but the level requirement is level 40, and she is still far behind.

Seeing the happy look of the little fox, I couldn't help pinching her plush ears and teasing her: "Why are you having fun? With the strength of your elite team, don't you still have a piece of golden equipment on hand?"

"Of course, don't underestimate people." The little fox shook his little fists and bared his little tiger teeth to demonstrate at me.

"It's just that the golden equipment of assassins is relatively scarce, and they are all allocated to White Wolf and the others. Oh, by the way, the full-level sapphire I defrauded from you, a fool, was embedded in my wrist blade by me. Hmph Hum~~"

The little fox said proudly, especially when it came to "cheating" from me, as if he recalled the situation at that time. His beautiful eyes were as curved as crescent moons, and there was some unnerving brilliance in them.

As he spoke, he also shook the azure blue wrist knife that emitted bursts of cold air on his right wrist, with a threatening look of "Don't mess with me, or I'll stab you in the butt."

"..."

So that's it. I originally thought that with the little fox's competitive and strong character and the attitude of a female tyrant in the team, she would have at least three or two pieces of golden equipment. I can't tell that she, as the captain, is really dedicated to her duties.

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I was a little touched, thinking that the equipment she wore was so shabby, and I wondered if it would be better to use some of the unused golden equipment on her body to make the little fox look beautiful and more like a little princess of the fox tribe.

Of course, it’s not a free gift. I’m not that kind of person. Although the little fox is careful with money, he is definitely not someone who accepts charity from others. As for this price, we have to discuss it carefully. For the sake of my friends, I’ll give it a 99% discount.

Well, if you buy it now, you can get an extra bottle of light healing potion as a gift. Feel touched, now you know the benefits of having a friend like me.

There was no distinction between the sun and the moon inside the temple. In the end, even the little fox was too lazy to count the time. Anyway, he rested and slept four times, which lasted about four days. After staying together, we finally found the entrance to the next floor.

"How about it, do you want to bet again?"

I looked at the entrance, glanced at the little fox next to me, looked at her fluffy ears, and then stared at her fluffy tail maliciously.

"I won't make a bet with you, a bad guy."

Startled by my gaze, the little fox subconsciously hid its tail that was constantly waving back and forth tightly behind its back, and looked at me coquettishly. That vigilant and angry expression did not appear to be a charming scene, which I greatly enjoyed.

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"Then just be obedient and move on to the next level."

Whether the little fox is willing to bet or not, it is my victory. If it is blocked, her ears and tail will definitely suffer. If she does not bet, it is acknowledgment that my theory of "the boss will always be on the last floor" is correct.

The name of the last floor is called Watt Hall. It was still newly carved by Nilasek. As for the origin of the name, I can no longer guess the meaning from the surface. Watt? It seems a bit like a personal name. Could it be Nilasek?

Kill him?

As soon as we stepped into the scope of Watt Hall, an extremely strong necromantic force rushed towards us, spreading in every corner, making the expressions of the little fox and I gradually become more solemn.

Niracek should be here. The question is, how strong is Niracek with such a strong evil spirit of death?

I glanced at the little fox, and from the contract, I could immediately see her uncompromising determination.

"Bad guys, if we can die together, we won't be so lonely." She gently tugged at the corner of my clothes and lowered her head, refusing to let me gaze at her face that was as smooth as jade.

"Fool, maybe if you are weak or Niracek is too strong, go back to the city first, okay? I promise you, I won't die." I rubbed her pointed ears that were lowered on my chest and said softly.
To be continued...